This choice: Kasumi's time passes quickly. • Go Back...Chapter #5Kasumi's time passes quickly. by: Mr. George   Kasumi found the exercise enjoyable, it barely took any effort to pull the bar down. She was wondering about how effective it'd be, if it felt so light. Getting a little bored, she gave it one last repetition, rather than making the weights crash back down.
But as Kasumi tried to pull free, the bar simply came down again. Holding it in place at her chest, she examined the bar. Trying to see if there was some glue on the bar... or if how her fingers were locked around it. They didn't feel like they were cramping, but relaxing, she tried to let it pull free from her hands. To hell with it, if it made a crash.
Letting it go, didn't work, as she relaxed, her grip, the bar rose up almost cracking her chin as it headed up. It pulled at her shoulders, wrenching her arms painfully.
An odd, faint chuckle came from behind her. Kasumi turned in her seat... or at least, tried to...
It was embarrassing to find her hands glued to the bar... But, it was humiliating to have her arse glued in place.
Wiggling her hips, Kasumi couldn't escape the padded seat. She was startled, as the bar rose... pulling her hands... and arms along with it. The ache of almost dislocating her shoulders made resisting hard.
However, as freaky as it felt, the warmth washing through her body made it feel more like a strenuous exercise regime. Kasumi felt limp as a noodle, and exhausted, as the exercise machine kept her moving... Muscles aching, burning beyond their usual routine. But, it was Kasumi's ass that felt the most affected by her work-out.
That was where the heat was concentrated, and as she kept going, she glanced to her side... as best she could... Her scrawny arms still in the way. But she was gibbering with fear, as she saw the effect the exercise was having on her body.
It was making her gain weight... In particular, she was gaining a proud set of child-bearing hips!
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The soft chiming as the weights rose and fell punctuated Kasumi's panic.
"Careful what you wish for...."
The words barely coherent, and little more than a whisper they still made Kasumi blush, and bluster. Too embarrassed to cry out, she saw her hips swell even further....
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She felt the material shift, rising higher, and the destination of her leotard, as it slipped deeper and deeper towards becoming a thong.
She couldn't even brush her hands over the seemingly unreal expansion. Surely, it was an optical illusion, or just a drug delusion.... Wasn't there meant to be a runner's high... or some kind of release from exercise. Kasumi dearly hoped this was all a dream. But, it all felt a little too real, the padded seat just too sweaty and uncomfortable, the strain in her arms surely not imagined!
Another surge made her want to scream!
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Before that scream could be voiced, Kasumi's arm fell limp and dropped to her side. Bouncing off those broad... almost equine hips...
Kasumi glowered at her arse... It truly belonged on a horse.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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